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Chapter 1209 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (91)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Chapter 91)

Song Ning swore that he bit Lance's tail purely out of anger.

But after he took the bite, he realized he felt like he was in a pill.

Lance, who had just been smiling at him, now had a strange expression.

That expression was like that of someone watching their prey, the kind of gaze only a wild beast should have. The undisguised aggression in that gaze made him tremble all over, and his lips were so dry that he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked them.

He stopped halfway through licking.

If Lance's gaze just now was like a wild beast quietly lying in wait for its prey to relax, then his gaze now is like a ferocious beast being unleashed, ready to devour its prey.

"I...I want to get a drink of water."

Song Ning struggled to get up, but then felt a familiar, furry touch on her ankle and pulled her back.

"Lance!"

Song Ning exclaimed in surprise and involuntarily fell backward into Lance's arms.

A strong arm swept him up around the waist and held him tightly in its embrace.

"Ningning, did you see the contents of that book just now?"

Lance rolled over and pinned the person against the plush, comfortable cat bed.

A huge shadow fell over him, and Song Ning could only catch a glimpse of Lance's expression through the dim light.

Oh no! Song Ning instinctively turned her head and tried to play dead.

"What's up there? I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

"really?"

Lance's voice became much hoarse, and his jewel-like blue eyes stared intently at Song Ning.

It's over, it's really over now.

Song Ning's heart skipped a beat, but she still tried to save herself.

"I really didn't see it."

"'What beautiful skin, so fair and radiant, the black panther's barbed tongue left its mark on it with ease'..."

"you shut up!"

Song Ning hurriedly covered Lance's mouth, looking on incredulously.

How could Lance read such yellow words without changing his expression?

Lance's thin lips, which were covered, moved slightly, and before Song Ning could realize what was happening, he kissed Song Ning's palm.

crazy!

Lance has gone mad!

Song Ning withdrew her hand, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably. Her face was flushed, her heart was racing, and her mind was practically a complete mess.

"What are you doing?"

His tone softened unconsciously, and his eyes, slightly glistening with tears from shyness, appeared exceptionally bright and vulnerable, making one want to bully him at first glance.

Lance was not spared either; his voice became a bit hoarse.

"I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Song Ning's head was spinning, because all he could see at such close range was Lance's overly affectionate eyes and divine face. He nodded blankly.

No one could refuse, right?

Seeing that he finally agreed, Lance couldn't help but reveal a clear smile. He gently placed his large hand on the back of Song Ning's head, then lowered his head and gave Song Ning a long, passionate kiss.

His human, his partner, he really enjoyed kissing Song Ning and hoped that Song Ning enjoyed it as much as he did.

Song Ning felt a slight sting on the tip of her tongue, and her fingertips unconsciously tugged at Lance's clothes, but she no longer resisted and instead tried to tilt her head back to meet the deep kiss.

It wasn't just that Lance wanted him; he also liked Lance and wanted to have a closer, more intimate relationship with him.

After the kiss ended, Song Ning leaned against Lance, breathing heavily.

Lance's hand supported his waist, allowing him to lean steadily against his chest; the scene looked very warm and cozy.

But only Song Ning knew the feeling of being invaded from behind. If he was a little shy before, he didn't feel so shy now.

Perhaps it's because he is, at his core, a man.

"I'll help you?"

Lance waited until his breathing had calmed down a bit before offering his suggestion.

Song Ning's groggy mind took a second to process what Lance meant. Even though he had convinced himself to accept the situation, he still felt a little embarrassed when he heard Lance ask him that question and nudged Lance.

"Could you please not ask that question?"

How can he answer such a question? Should he say yes?

Lance wrapped his large arm around Song Ning's waist, as if trying to embed him into his own body, his hot breath spraying onto Song Ning's neck.

"Hmm? Aren't you going to ask?"

So he just does it directly?

Song Ning sensed the man's restlessness behind her, took a deep breath, and struggled to get out of Lance's arms. "Let's calm down first. It's too, too fast."

Although he has decided to date Lance, it doesn't mean he can accept this pace all at once!

Lance wasn't too disappointed. He just buried his head in Song Ning's neck and took two deep breaths, rubbing against her several times like a large, affectionate dog.

"Then let me hold you a little longer."

As he spoke, he took several deep breaths, which tickled Song Ning's neck. She tried to dodge but couldn't. "If you're going to hug, hug properly. Don't do this."

Lance was helpless, but he still respected him.

"it is good."

The two of them hugged and leaned against each other quietly for a long time, until Song Ning realized that 'everything was normal' and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

He tentatively tried to get up, "I...I'll go check on the greenhouse?"

The large hand that was gripping his waist finally released him, and Lance, supporting himself as he stood up, pulled him up as well.

"go together."

Let's just stay together. It's better than continuing to stay together and something 'happens'. At least let him have some time to prepare mentally before we talk about it.

The two entered the greenhouse one after the other.

The temperature inside the greenhouse was kept at a suitable level for crop growth, and Song Ning felt a bit hot as soon as she stepped inside.

He instinctively wanted to take off his thin coat, but when he turned his head and saw Lance following silently behind him, he stopped himself from taking off the coat.

"This greenhouse system is really amazing; no wonder the crops can grow normally inside."

Song Ning made conversation, but as she spoke, she couldn't help but squat down and glance at the thriving chili peppers in front of her.

Unlike potatoes, chili peppers can be harvested multiple times. Song Ning only picked the ones that were just right for the previous batch, and there are still quite a few chili peppers of various sizes hanging on this batch.

Looking out like this, one gets a sense of happiness that is rare in a post-apocalyptic world.

Green is the most beautiful color in the apocalypse.

"Yeah, the base is impressive."

Lance agreed, "especially Dr. Liao."

Song Ning stood up. "That's true. Dr. Liao is truly remarkable."

"I wonder how the base is doing now. I really hope that the Storage Light Base can develop more good things."

At this moment, three cars arrived outside the Storage Light Base, each carrying more than a dozen people. They seemed to be doing quite well, their eyes fixed on the direction of the Storage Light Base, their eyes filled with greedy desire.